i wouldn’t have put this picture up – quality needs fixing. But I didn’t know if we had solved the problem of connecting my phone to my site. I had spent hours with my savvy friend on line trying to figure out what to do before both of us were exhausted, and I was running out of money. Then, a moment after we broke off communications, a eureka moment came to me, and I found the link that might put them together. And now, that I have finished my exercise class, changed the sheets, prepared lunch, I went to the file that was impossible to find, and clicked on the link.
this after years of being unable to explain what is wrong to all the help sessions on all the servers, the hosts, etc. etc.
Jerusalem hills – it’s much more beautiful than this…
This is a confession for Kathy, who just wrote a comment that made me want to hug her.
I hate the expression “Bring them home!” I want to say “Let Them Go!” After all, it is Hamas who dragged these people out of their beds, or off the dance floor, and stuck them in tunnels deep in the ground. Yes, maybe we should be negotiating with them directly if we could find them, but the immediate fault is not with our government – impossible as it is – but with Hamas. We should be screaming it out all over the world: “Let my people go!”
Patient is sleeping peacefully, and looks a lot better. Last night I was afraid to go to sleep in case he stopped breathing but today at 8 Dalia drove to Netanya and got the paxlovid before the country runs out completely. By 9 he was beginning to feel better. The fact that Oren sent over all kinds of soups, and Orit delivered the results of numerous consultations made a difference. It is good to have people who care about you.
What will I do if I get it now? Well, I’m not immune deficient, and I have a ton of cabbage soup in my fridge. As long as I don’t have to watch the news I’ll be fine.
Ezi’s tested positive and feels terrible. He tested in the morning and since then we’ve discovered that the government cuts on the health budget means that there is no Paxlovid to be found. And since he has no resistance, that medicine is probably necessary. Maybe maybe tomorrow morning one of the kids will be able to procure a dose. I actually think i’ve been sick with it for a few days, but not enough to keep me in bed.
if Ezi didn’t need me I might have gone to the demonstrations tonight.
I didn’t know they had conquered Egypt. I didn’t know they were probably Turkish or Greek. All I knew was that they were all over the Bible and then they disappeared.
There’s so much to learn.
And we went to escape from reality through archeology. Unfortunately, there were a thousand people there and 100 of them were coughing. So now we too are sick. But that’s nothing compared to the mess we’re in the real world.
We decided to change phones today. So on an impulse we raced to the apple store near us, and began to bargain. “How much for our old phones?” Osama, perfectly dressed and beautiful, sensed immediately that we were not of the class he was used to serving, and even though I was partly kidding, he didn’t crack a smile. “What if we buy three phones?” No smile. In New York I got smiles from the Apple people, sometimes supercilious, but still smiles. Here nothing. “KSP gives more on the trade-in.” “So go there.”
We did.
Now I am sure that if Ezi had been coddled just a bit, he would have been happy to buy them, right then and there. But not from Osama with his superior mien.
We now have 2 new phones, bought from a sloppy. unshaven guy named Dror in KSP and I am wondering whatever made us go out this morning.
